All Chapters of Probably His Wife: Chapter 41 - Chapter 50

They started eating their own food in silence. The silence they’re all giving indicated how tired they were for the entire morning as they had themselves focused with their own lunch. As minutes went by, the canteen now became packed with employees coming for lunch. When the quadruple finished, Missy checked her phone.“I’m full,” Missy sighed heavily in relief then leaned her back. “What time are the models coming, Will?”He emptied his drink then placed it on his tray. “I had Lucy mail them to come by one sharp.”“Well, we’re still twenty minutes early,” Missy said as she patted her tummy. “Let’s talk. V, what do you want to talk about?”“You do know I’m not good with starting conversations, M.” Valentine playfully glared at Missy then laughed.“I’ll start for you, sweetie.” Pepper volunteered by raising her voice up to be heard

They arrived at the company and met with the twenty-nine other girls with Pepper at the top floor. They exchanged morning greetings before they proceeded onto their rehearsal for their public appearance later. Hours had passed and their rehearsal had finished. William and Missy chatted once more, he excused himself as he called out to the models for their attention. He decided to give them two hours to prepare before the fashion show would start. They were given time to return back to their homes to freshen themselves up and return to the company building for them to be escorted to the venue. When they arrived, they were immediately greeted and pulled right away by their hairstyle artists and make-up artists. There were sixty-two of them. One hairstyle artist and one make-up artist for each model. They were rushing, dabbed foundation, contour and colors onto their models’ faces. Tension, whispering, and laughing scattered everywhere inside the room. It was ne

Bras of various sizes, colors, fabrics, and designs lined up on the left, while panties on the same categories lined up on the right. The both of them separated as they searched for a perfect pair. However, she seemed to not have found one that can be matched with the dress.Her eyes landed on Richard who was farther away from her. He had his back against her. “Richard?” she called.“I’m not sure about this. I can’t believe I’m choosing without her either,” he laughed as he neared her with a pair of undergarments on both of his hands. Both had the same designs but different color. They were both in satin for the breast covers, designed like an upside-down spin top with lacing of what seemed to be like styled into a peacock’s feathers. “Royal blue or black?”“What do you think fits her? Think about her skin color.”Richard paused to think as his eyes travelled from fabric to fabric. &l

They pulled away. Valentine finally felt comfortable being at home. She missed stepping onto the tiles that she grew up with. She expected the aroma of cigarette and alcohol combined, lingering themselves in the open space. Instead, it was flowery, and cozy.“I arrived about three days ago. I didn’t expect you to be here since I’ve seen your face shown in the television. You’ve been the talk of the city, Val,” he said, sounding amused. “What have you been hiding from me all these years? I only got myself in an accident then there you are, married to one of the famous and successful faces of our city.”Billy’s voice was wrapped with various emotions. He was proud, he was surprised, and he even sounded upset — in which, Valentine presumed he was for she had been ‘hiding’ her relationship with William all this time.“About that… I’m…”“No,” Billy sai

For three days, her life had become oddly quiet. She hadn’t seen news of either her or William in the television. She hadn’t received any more mails but the only one where it’s stated he didn’t want to divorce her. Once again, he had left her confused and seeking for answers.Every time she’d go out to shop for groceries, she’d always get to be asked why she weren’t shopping with William. She had one valid excuse, however – he was at work. Speaking of her husband… she missed him. She missed the way he laughed, the way he uninvitedly just snake his arm around her waist then pull her closer, the way his breathtaking eyes would drag and drown her. She missed every bit of him and she hated the feeling.Valentine hated the feeling of wanting him again.It was only a month ago when they met after so many years, but it felt like yesterday. A lot happened within a month; dramatic events happened within a month.